Moon is high when the clock strikes twelve Black car's coming, steered by the devil himself Big black tires, they tear apart What has been molten inside your heart Black car on the loose again Hot engine, no race he can't win
Black car, blasting through your life Black car, smashing down your wife Black car, blasting through your life Black car, smashing down your wife
Six yellow lights, shining bright Warning from a black car He's out to fight, driving the night His horn blows out your brains He fools around with your remains He's the metal ripper of a thousand names
It keeps on speeding through the night He strikes you down with the speed of light There is no law or a justice freak Who dares to fight this king of speed Black car, he demands sacrifice The one who sees him is the one who diesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
